Chapter 338: In addition to gold and jade, defeat in it!

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"boom!"
The words of the Patriarch of the He family are like a huge rock hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves.
All the guests in the venue were dumbfounded, showing shock, and then turned into unconcealed ecstasy!
Master of Budo!
After many years, their Huahai martial arts world finally has another martial arts master!
In the world of secular martial arts, there is such a saying
Under the master, all are ants!
It seems that there is only one level difference between the ninth rank martial artist and the martial arts master, but the gap is like a huge gap, and most people will not be able to break through in their lifetime!
If you really want to count it, the martial arts master is no different from Superman!
Being able to walk in the air, Feng Xu Yufeng, his body is harder than steel, and he can crack mountains and rocks with a single blow. Unless modern weapons are used, ordinary crowd tactics will not work at all.
Any master of martial arts can easily win the championship in every event if he goes to participate in the Olympics.
However, a strong person who can become a master is one of a million. Everyone has great perseverance, great opportunity, and great wisdom. He has dedicated his life to martial arts and is extremely religious.
Such an expert naturally disdains to show his face in sports competitions, it is too bad for them!
But even if you are the most talented people who do not dare to slack off during winter training and summer training, you must be at least 50 or 60 years old if you want to cultivate to the realm of masters. Ordinary people are even more qualified to see them. nothing.
At this moment, a martial arts master is coming to the scene, so why not make everyone in the banquet hall ecstatic?
Under the leadership of the Patriarch of the He family and other bigwigs, others swarmed out of the banquet hall, looking forward to seeing Tai Chi master Yang Baichuan.
As soon as he went out, an old man wearing a Taoist robe and a seven-star crown appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Looking intently, he saw that his head was full of white hair and his appearance was clear, but the skin on his face was as delicate as a baby, and it was impossible to infer his true age.
Along the way, his clothes are fluttering, and his gestures reveal a strong attitude.
The most surprising thing is his pair of eyes!
Even under the light, there was still a dazzling light, and even the exposed skin of everyone felt the tingling sensation of a knife.
Eyes are like electricity!
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There is no doubt that this old way is the master of Tai Chi
Yang Baichuan!
In the eyes of countless people in the field, there was a hot light, and their hearts were surging. If the secret path can get his guidance, it will definitely be of great benefit to their martial arts.
However, the ordinary younger generation of warriors do not even have the qualifications to go forward.
In an instant, the Patriarch of the He family and other famous seniors surrounded Yang Baichuan like a star holding the moon, and said respectfully:
"Brother Baichuan, congratulations on finally breaking through your realm and becoming the Supreme Master. We are also proud of the Huahai martial arts world!"
"Haha...not to mention the Huahai martial arts world, in the entire Huadong martial arts world, Brother Yang is a master-class existence, standing on top of all living beings!" Another strong complimented.
"Yes! With Brother Yang's current strength, it is not an exaggeration to call it a "real person", enough to start a school and recruit disciples. One hundred years later, he might be able to become like Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang School!
For a time, everyone almost wanted to lift Yang Baichuan to the sky.
Although Yang Baichuan was calm on the surface, the corners of his mouth rose slightly involuntarily, revealing the joy in his heart.
You know, these people in front of you are all famous figures in the Huahai martial arts world. Before that, they were on an equal footing with him.
But now, he has successfully advanced into the realm of the master, and there is a huge gap between each other, and everyone naturally respects him and treats him as a guest.
"Ahem..."
At this moment, Yang Baichuan gave a light cough and said, "My colleagues are utterly praised! There is no limit to martial arts, and our generation is more eager to move forward and dare not slacken! By the way, the old man has newly accepted a closed disciple, although he is getting started It’s not long, but it’s almost true to me!"
With that said, Yang Baichuan turned his head and waved to a young warrior behind him, saying, "Qingyun, come here soon and greet you seniors?"
As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the field looked at the young warrior.
I saw him wearing a black costume. He was about 25 or 6 years old. His face was like a mid-autumn moon, like a flower of spring dawn, his temples were like a knife, and his eyebrows were like ink paintings.
That slender and tall figure, like a blue dragon in the night, was unruly but arrogant, just like a sharp sword out of its sheath, giving people a sharp-edged feeling.
In an instant, it attracted the attention of many young female disciples in the field.
Immediately afterwards, he walked swiftly and swiftly, walked in front of a group of big men, clasped his fists and saluted: "Song Qingyun, disciple under the seat of Master Yang, has seen all the martial arts seniors!"
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Seeing Song Qingyun's heroic, not humble or overbearing appearance, the big guys in the venue couldn't help but praise:
"Okay! A famous teacher produces high apprentices, Zhenren Yang's closed disciple, his strength must be extraordinary!"
"Haha... to be able to make the Baichuan brother almost true, is definitely a leader in the Huahai martial arts world!"
"I'm afraid it won't take many years, it will be the world of young people!"
Hearing these words, Song Qingyun didn't have any complacency, and his face sank like water.
From his eyes, Ye Fan saw a "indifferent" color, similar to Ling Ao.
The two of them are the same kind of people, they are indifferent to everything else, but they are very determined and have no distractions about what they are after.
At the same time, a group of people walked into the banquet hall again.
Suddenly, the Patriarch of the He family stepped onto the high platform in front and looked at everyone below the stage and said loudly:
"My martial arts colleagues, first of all welcome everyone to gather here today to participate in this martial arts exchange meeting! Secondly, I want to congratulate Yang Zhenren as a generation of Tai Chi masters! Next, let us use the warmest applause to welcome Master Yang on stage, Show the supreme magic for everyone!"
"Papa Papa Papa!"
As soon as this statement came out, there was thunderous applause in the hall, and the cheers almost lifted the ceiling.
Under the attention of the public, Yang Baichuan, who is immortal and powerful, stepped onto the stage and put on a Tai Chi starting pose.
Seeing this scene, Ling Ao in the audience couldn't help frowning, with a look of doubt on his face.
Before, Ling Ao had heard Ye Fan say that the real kung fu—only killing people, not acting!
But now, Yang Baichuan, a great master, is performing Tai Chi in a large court. Isn't he self-derogatory, just like a street performer?
Just when Ling Ao was confused, Yang Baichuan suddenly moved.
Yang Baichuan is the heir of the Yang family of Tai Chi. The first generation of ancestor is the famous Yang Luchan. He once won the title in the Yanjing ring, he would be popular when he shot, and he would be successful when he hits Yang Wudi. Known as!
But now, the Taijiquan performed by Yang Baichuan is gentle and slow, stretched and generous, rigid and soft, and hidden.
In every move, there was a sound of breaking through the air, like the Yangtze River, surging endlessly, which attracted the audience's applause.
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However, Ye Fan looked at it, but his brows wrinkled tightly into the shape of Sichuan.
Although Ye Fan didn't understand Taiji Kungfu, he was also a Profound Realm master at any rate, and his vision and realm were far higher than many powerful people.
In his opinion, the set of Tai Chi currently practiced by Yang Baichuan seems to be fluent, complicated and magnificent, and has a master demeanor.
But in the eyes of insiders, this set of boxing techniques is only in its shape, not superficial, it is just a flashy display, it can only fool ordinary people.
If you encounter a real martial arts expert, even if the realm is the same, you can easily defeat Yang Baichuan.
In other words, this so-called Taiji Grandmaster did break through to the realm of Grandmaster, but the use of power was messed up. He had the name of a Grandmaster, but no real master!
Thinking of this, Ye Fan shook his head, his face full of helplessness.
The reason why he came to this martial arts exchange meeting was to find the strong to sharpen his own strength. As a result, this Yang Baichuan disappointed him too much, and now it seems like a trip for nothing!
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan looked at Ling Ao next to him and said in a low voice:
"Hey... I didn't expect that the so-called Tai Chi Grandmaster is just a golden jade, but a fellow who is in the midst of defeat! There is no need to stay, Ling Ao, let's go!"